[SE] If the Sun Should Fall

YOU SAID THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE MOON IT ROSE TOO SOON AND WE'RE DOING WHAT WE SHOULD She listens intently, a pupil at his knee, though impatience pulses in her veins at the idea they should wait. Overeager, hungry for more, the girl wants it now: to make the world welcome her, to see and taste and know. Patience has never been her virtue, though some may think it so, seeing quiet and withdraw and still and mistaking anxiety for calm. But Jigano is right, she knows this much, frustrating as it may be. Sighing, she puts her head in her hands, legs waving restlessly over the platform as she dreams about the world. There is something which bristles as he again speaks of losing her, as though this was his fault. Shaking her head with a wry, rich laugh, Amalia gazes ardently at the man, a bemused frown pulled between her brows. "Kiada and I are adults, Jigano- we chose to go into the woods. You did not force us. You did not abandon us. This is not your fault." Teasingly exasperated, she bumps her shoulder gently on his as though to push the thought away. If anyone is to blame it is the baker, and she is tired of being treated the child, of having others try to cover and condone her mistakes. Why anyone still goes anywhere with her is more than she can understand, but it is not for her to tell them that really, they should not. a m a l i a You said it's life that moves too much We're losing touch But I'm not losing you